Is it alright? I can't remember the day We said we would try Cause I can't I can't And I run from the accident Lookin at the book of love With broken glasses in between the subway cars And is it even worth the words? Nobody reads that much of anything anymore But their own They stare at the blue light Stare at the blue light We stare at the blue light I wonder, do you cry? Stare up at the ceiling fan Sometimes it's moving too fast And sometimes I am, I am These shadows they understand Is this still the book of love? If we're just texting from the aisles of grocery stores? We are making it out of salt Nobody reads too much of anything anymore But their own words In their own worlds Stare at the blue light We stare at the blue light Stare at the blue light And we cry all night Stare at the blue light Stare at the blue light Stare at the blue light